He had to bite back a sharp laugh at that, though he couldn't quite keep the sardonic twist of a smile off his lips. "Good guess. MT, or MT unit, stands for Magitek unit. W- They're made in the Empire back home. The Niflheim Empire."
His eyes slid away from Lea to the floor beside his chair. His voice was taking on that same even tone. Weirdly monotonous, all the inflections ground out of it. "Irrelevant detail." He shrugged.
"The process starts in a lab. There are scientists responsible for growing the units until they're old enough to start training. Once training starts, they learn combat and start injections. Back on Eos, we have these creatures formed by the Scourge; Daemons. The Empire found a way to use Daemon blood to mutate the MTs. It's a kind of magic I guess, one of the few we have back home. Once an MT has enough Daemon blood, they eventually transform into full MT units. Mostly Daemon, fully fused to the mechanical armor that keeps them safe from sunlight."
"They go where the Empire sends them, kill who the Empire tells them to kill. Abominations, just as bad as the Daemon's they're made of." Hopefully Lea wouldn't question the amount of detail Prompto knew of the process. For all the redhead knew, everyone back home knew that much.
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could be a bit of vague body horror, just a forewarning
Date: 2025-05-03 05:02 am (UTC)His eyes slid away from Lea to the floor beside his chair. His voice was taking on that same even tone. Weirdly monotonous, all the inflections ground out of it. "Irrelevant detail." He shrugged.
"The process starts in a lab. There are scientists responsible for growing the units until they're old enough to start training. Once training starts, they learn combat and start injections. Back on Eos, we have these creatures formed by the Scourge; Daemons. The Empire found a way to use Daemon blood to mutate the MTs. It's a kind of magic I guess, one of the few we have back home. Once an MT has enough Daemon blood, they eventually transform into full MT units. Mostly Daemon, fully fused to the mechanical armor that keeps them safe from sunlight."
"They go where the Empire sends them, kill who the Empire tells them to kill. Abominations, just as bad as the Daemon's they're made of." Hopefully Lea wouldn't question the amount of detail Prompto knew of the process. For all the redhead knew, everyone back home knew that much.